A Robert Frost poem and my favorite A New Found Glory album. All those years go when I discovered both as a high schooler in 2000 (I’m aging myself), I didn’t quite get it. But the other day I was driving
Nothing Gold Can Stay
7-7-17
The only thing you have to do is breathe. Tomorrow is a full moon. A time to let go of all that is not allowing you to live in your most illuminous light. Tomorrow I will let go of the
2-12-17
I had already bought you a book to write you letters. One at each of your birthdays. I put the pieces of the crib in our spare bedroom and was planning on using the gorgeous yellow crib sheets I never
A Valentine’s Story
I’ve been holding back on posting about this until now. Like many women who go through similar experiences, it’s nearly impossible to get over the feelings of shame, inadequacy, embarrassment and pure grief to feel comfortable opening up. Olympic gymnast